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Oppose

Blue are my eyes when they're chasing where you go.  
You stood at the station and waved me away.  
The sky is white and it pours fucking sheets now.  
I was dumped on ship and I'll work for the day.  
 
I turn away,  
I dream of you  
every time.  
 
Here, in this house, we once stayed together.  
Here, the noise is just rushing water.  
I set out one plate and one knife and one fork,  
nobody sings and no one burns grub.  
 
I think of you.  
Well, I think of you,  
every time.  
 
Late in the evening I sit in a cold bath.  
I drink and it takes the edge off the day.  
When I wake, there's film on the water above.  
I don't really like waking up on my own.  
 
I'm forced forward.  
I'm forced awake  
every time.  
 
"Don't leave." I say as I cling to the door edge.  
I wave goodbye but don't really acknowledge you.  
"Don't leave me here where the dust settles fast."  
I don't want to look at your poor, reddened face.  
 
as I have been yours  
and I'd wait for you  
every time.  
 
Counting the days and crossin' off a calender.  
I am socially active but full of worry.  
I have been sad for a number of weeks now.  
I can't stand the thought of you sitting alone  
 
and I know you're there  
and I'm always here  
every time.
Written by ImperfectedStone (The Gardener)
Published | Edited 28th Mar 2013
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